Call me vain, call me ego, call me a narcisst. I just can't contain my love for the above picture anymore. It's my personal favourite right now, at least it made my facial muscles pull upwards. Did it work the same for yours? I wonder.
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If you expect something funny to come out of this post, I suggest you close the window immediately. For funny is the least I want to be at the moment (despite uploading the rodent-like picture of mine which Kylie or whoever else thought was another goldfish).
The conversation over the phone with X was meaningful. At least he shared some of my sentiments pertaining to certain big issues (in my definition, of course). How sarcastic it is to find that someone whom you haven't met and talked for ages is actually the one whom you agree most to.
That makes another question about time, which, to some people, makes the 'fourth-dimension'. We are living in our 3D world, and people started questioning about the existence of the fourth dimension. And so some proposed 'time' to the the fourth. And I wonder, if time is the fourth-d, would things be different if I just, well, turned it around and go back a few years?
Of course, time ain't what I wana talk about today. Neither was it what we talked about yesterday. We talked about more serious issue. An issue which concerns you and I, and those who are directly - or even indirectly - acquainted to Miss Stupidity.
Something happened two weeks ago that sent me all the way to flames. I put the JEWELS on high priority, what I would give the entire world for. I would like to ask, what actually happened? Why, after all the stuffs I did - or tried to do - the gap just continues to widen. Not just one, but more. However much each of us denies its existence, it just continues to form, and enlarge, as crystals would in their saturated solution.
Saturation? Have we actually reached saturation point, where whatever additional effort I continue to put in never yields any visible products? I don't understand, because the term 'friendship' in my dictionary is something infinite - it never gets saturated. Why, why does reality conflict with my belief so much?
Only after a mere three years of my leaving, things are already looking like this. I don't even dare to imagine what will become of all of us after five, ten years. And to think we joked about attending each others' weddings? Come on. Won't I become another statue in your weddings?
Silently, subtly, it's creeping in between. I tried, am trying, and will keep on trying to bridge the gap time and distance created. But I hope at the other end of the valley, I'll see my JEWELS working on the same bridge.
The valley has materialized. Enlighten me, would you?
